Pampering the sea

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her skin is like white jade, her eyes are as clear as washed with water, and there is a faint smile that is almost invisible at the corner of her mouth. The woman in white clothes flutters, holy and elegant, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Yan Zhan was stunned for a long time, then pointed to the corridor where the woman was standing, and said to Cheng Yuan in a daze, "Is there anyone over there?"

"Yes, the Young Madam is back. What's wrong with Lord Yan's eyes, can't you see?" Cheng Yuan looked at the pale Yan Zhan worriedly, and dangled his hands in front of his eyes to test his eyes. question.

Yan Zhan brushed Cheng Yuan's hand away, and ran from the courtyard to the long corridor over there in three steps and two steps, and stopped seven steps away from the woman, panting.

He looked at her, and the few seconds stretched like a century.In the air, the fragrance of flowers is faint, and the world seems to have stopped turning suddenly.

"Are you here to say goodbye to me?" He said suddenly, his voice trembling slightly.

Xin Yue was taken aback, then chuckled: "Yes."

Yan Zhan's eyes were annihilated inch by inch, becoming dim.But then, he raised his head and raised a faint smile: "I don't have any money or a token to leave the city, do you need me to give it to you?"

The smile on Xin Yue's face froze for a moment: "Am I being too sentimental? I thought you wanted me here." Then she turned around slightly and said in a low voice, "I just lied to you, since you don't welcome me. When I come back, I feel that I have a thick skin."

She took a step, the wind blew the skirt, and the white clothes fluttered.

"Xin Yue." Yan Zhan stopped her suddenly, his voice trembling, "What did you just say? You, won't you go with Chu Zhiling?" Although it was very difficult, Yan Zhan still asked.

Xin Yue stopped, turned around, spread his hands, and said with a light smile, "If I wanted to go with him, would I still come here? It's too hypocritical to come here to bid farewell, you know I'm a very decent people."

At that moment, too many emotions flashed in Yan Zhan's dark eyes, disbelief, relief, joy, satisfaction, and finally, it settled into an elegant and shallow smile on the corner of his lips:

"Welcome back, Xin Yue."

Then he gently opened his arms, and the girl in white froze for a moment, with a faint smile flashing across her eyes, she walked towards the elegant man who looked like a bright moon step by step.

The wind kept blowing, and the cherry blossom trees in the distance danced in the wind, and the falling flowers rustled.

Yan Zhan watched the woman walking towards him step by step, the dim light of the lantern flickered, the woman was so ethereal in the empty rain and mist, she was so unreal, finally stepped through the thin layer of mist, the woman stood on tiptoe, her bright eyes were like Shining like autumn water, she wrinkled her delicate nose and inhaled the sweet fragrance of flowers, smiled, stretched out her slender arms, and gave Yan Zhan a big hug.

"Thank you, Yan Zhan."

At that moment, Yan Zhan felt as if he was in the clouds, surrounded by countless clouds and flying birds, looking around, the sky was clear blue and clear, so clear, just like the smiling eyes of a girl .

He was overwhelmed by the sudden joy, but the next moment, the sky as clear as eyes suddenly turned black, and the world fell into chaos, which made people almost at a loss.

Xin Yue's hand slowly left Yan Zhan, his body slid down suddenly, and finally, with a bang, he fell to the ground.

Her face was frighteningly pale, her skirts were messily scattered on the icy ground, and blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth continuously, wetting her black hair like a waterfall.

"Xin Yue!" Yan Zhan shrank his pupils, let out a loud cry, squatted down, and hurriedly hugged her in his arms.

The cold wind kept blowing, Xin Yue half-closed his eyes, leaned his head on Yan Zhan's arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "If... if... I have to die, I will use... my death to do it for you. ...Do something, but Yan Zhan...can you promise me..."

Xin Yue spoke intermittently, her hands were tightly grasping the man's sleeves, her knuckles were turning white, and she seemed to use great strength to say a single word.

Looking at her trembling lips, Yan Zhan was stunned for a long time, too many complicated emotions flashed in his heart, as if he had understood something, he said in a daze:

"So you came back just to repay me, because you thought you were going to die? You want to take my place and bear what I've carried, and you're going to die too, and it doesn't matter if you're beheaded, right?"

Xin Yue panted slightly, looked at him with vacant eyes, and didn't say a word.

"If...you won't die, will you go with Chu Zhiling?"

Too many emotions flashed through Yan Zhan's eyes, which were too complicated for people to see clearly. In the end, his eyes dimmed, as if accepting his fate, and he asked in a deep voice.

Xin Yue stared blankly at the man in front of him, a cold smile slowly appeared on her pale and thin face, she didn't know where the strength came from, she pushed Yan Zhan away, and supported the pillar by herself, Slowly, slowly, little by little, he stood up.

All of a sudden, he fell to the ground again.Yan Zhan wanted to help her, but she frowned slightly and shouted, "Go away!"

Then, a mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth and sprinkled on the white clothes on his chest, like an incomparably beautiful flower blooming.

"If I won't die, will I just watch you die in front of Zhu Yan? If I won't die, I will go with Chu Zhiling, and take time to avenge the sea of ​​blood with him, and use the sharp blade Pointing at you? Yan Zhan, in your heart, am I so heartless? Is it because I misjudged the person, or am I a failure like me, and I am not worthy of trust at all?"

Xin Yue smiled softly and indifferently, and his thin figure walked into the wind and rain step by step.

The rain was pouring heavily, like a pair of cruel big hands, mercilessly slapping people's faces, shoulders, and hands, wave after wave, frighteningly cold and painful.

Xin Yue walked in the rain, his eyes seemed to be filled with mist that could not be dispelled, what was ahead was so vague, and he could only feel the cold from head to toe.

The man behind him suddenly ran up and grabbed the woman's thin wrist.

"Let me go." The woman's voice was as cold as a piece of ice, as if it would never melt.

"Xin Yue, I don't believe you." In the heavy rain, drops of water dripped from Yan Zhan's face, and the handsome brows on his handsome face were tightly frowned. Generally crystal clear, "Never."

"Really?" Xin Yue laughed coldly, raised his pointed chin slightly, his face was as pale as jade, and his eyes were full of guard and disdain.

"I just..." Yan Zhan glanced at her, lowered his head slowly, the rain was so heavy, and his voice was so indistinct.